it’s in these unsuspecting faces where i find love.the oblivious glance you give while i’m picking myself apart for it.
because that crack of your smile may be the deepest that i’ll get.
sleep by the side of unrequited emotions.
in the night, i see jack-o-lantern eyes.
i hear the witches call.
i’ve over grown these bones and they just need the rest.
but your stomping feet on darkened streets echos in my sleep.
the memorial cadence i can’t quite escape.
chopped, bipolar thoughts. stuck in a corner, each wall turned away.
by knowing that i love you, i force this sun to be alone.

the fact of my disease are the claw marks on my hands,
shaking away from me, afraid to make another hit.
i think of the nights we spent drinking the blood from each others lips.
god, were it not a divine kiss?
the saints smiled at this sacrifice, their martyrdom fully recognized.
the waves are crashing in on me and the smoke is turning blue,
or is that just you?
suffocating under the pressure of oil under my skin.
you speak words i can’t calculate and cry noiselessly
when the floods come. une deluge rouge.
weren’t you asking for it?
"blind eyed boy, show me a miracle.
take the blood from your veins and let me see that you’re still living.”
but what came was not blood, nor was it lovely.
chemical composition, robotic rust.
"you look so beautiful in the dark,
when the only thing i see is the sound of your heavy breathing.”
i see you’ve fallen asleep.
allouise, allouise.

i know exactly how that
rebellion through ancient history
wove like ribbons in and out
of the heart of me.

my mind came alive
hearing stories of mythological
proportions. i kept breathing
just to hold and smell, feel, hear
a wax pressing. something that
changed hearts around the world
a half century ago.

my body was bound by icy
insecurities. you set them free.
stone cold blues brought out
the best of me.

there's no turning back

press release
please please me
you're a stunner
gonna find another
walk the line
aqua eyes
baby pink basonette
the eyes of God
aren't even real at all.

i would say i fell for you
just like a child
but i fell for you harder than that
i fell for you just like
an embryo may fall for
the hope that he'll be born
only to be aborted way too soon.

you were every inch of my hope
of being alive. you were darkness
but only darkness refined
you were the nights we took
acid in venice beach
looking for real excuses to be high

we found oceans of friends
flooding waves of laughter,
i remember clinging to your chest
your pale face lit by neon diner windows
looking up into the sparkle of your
(god i swear they were) silver eyes
and getting caught in the under toe.

you left me flat,
gave me a vow and went on home.
you broke my heart like a wishbone.
i suffer still from scars
three years on..

and i can't even
remember your name,
Scorpio.